Spent 2 hours at the emergency pet clinic w/ Baby Boy tonight. He's been pretty lethargic the last week or so, but we just thought it was the heat. Until today, when I came home. He kept growling at me when I'd try to pet his belly. He loves it when I pet his belly. So, we found a 24 hr clinic and took him in. 2 hours, $180, antibiotics & pain
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Baby Boy had just turned 6 years old. He was born in our bedroom. We still have his momma, Paxton. So, no, there's not going to be an entry about us getting him.
A little back story on his name: when he was born, we already had Paxton (obviously) and a kitten from her first litter, Tank, who was only 6 months old. Joe wanted to keep him, because he wanted a "big boy kitty." I didn't want another cat and tried to find him a home. So, he was the baby boy, because I didn't want to name him. Well, we ended up keeping him and the name stuck.
So, you didn't miss anything other then this post.
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